[Verse 1]
I'm a Detroit n***a so I talk like one
And you can tell I'm a dealer 'cause I walk like one
My left wrist all frost up, numb, I done bossed up dumb
A couple L's, I had to chalk up some
Now my jeans full of large lump sums, I'm all unknown
n***as say they bosses, but ain't putting one soul on
When my chains done I go and cash it, I don't pawl on
You be telling j**elers I ain't ready, damn, hold on
Dealer don't post drug money on the net
You can make up a image, can't make up respect
Got the 'Vette the same week that I paid the connect
You was raised by a G if you don't hate on the next
Ain't tryna impress no b**h and meet none of you n***as
Go over there 'cause we don't f** with you n***as
I'm from a whole different breed, man, what's up with you n***as?
Ass kiss anybody just to touch a few figures
I can't relate to that, everybody rapper, who stating facts?
Went from weed to crack in just don graduation cap
The 40 I'mma stay with that, you know I'mma blast
I don't want your b**h, she want me, but I be hoeing her a**
Got your stash in my pocket, even more in my stash
Used to ride the bus, now a n***a fly first cla**
I was wearing my ski mask when I got my first bag
In the spot with RJ, skipping my first cla**
Crack c**aine made me my first grand (I'm a G)
I was buying ice before rap fans, you understand
f** a boss, my whole fam watch me get it with K
Ask your main about them days I used to get it with Maine, n***a
[Verse 2: BMO Maine]
I'm off the b**h with it, my turn like Big Quis
Ask them streets they'll tell you how I was knee deep
f** with BYLUG, we motivate to go hard
Back in '08 I used to traffick in the same year Charger
Never thought I'd be in front eye of the media
That's why I used to f** with them grams before Insta
b**h, you want me to kiss her, but that's begging her cold
We was broke together so these aces never gon' fold
And stuck by the G-code ever since I been a juvenile
We started getting money, boy, I been pulling out piles
Been putting on piles of [?] at the same time
Been selling dope, been throwing gang signs
Call my j**eler, tell them double my karats
Even took some subways to get the work off like Jared
Need help, I'm in a panic neck got water damage
Somebody call the medics, can't you see I'm drowning damn it
Whole industry glad I ain't dropped yet
I don't tuck sh**, all my chains out, b**h
Shot aller, I get a n***a dropped quick
Think I'm playing Imma leave a n***a momma sick
[Verse 3]
If it's problems I call the drama clique, I be on that Obama sh**
Moving presidential, jumping in and out of all kind of whips
Brain full of game, I got a 40 full of hollow tips
When hoes see you eating they gon' bug you tryna swallow it
It's nothing to get a flood zips on the set
Same night I'm in the bar taking sips of the best
If you run up with the work, I'm sending his where you rest
You can't come around here, you better dip to Tibet
They be "like what this young n***a on?" (what he on?)
Cause I got a chinchilla on
And keep getting calls on three different phones
I don't give a f** about fame or having rapper friends
I'm just really after ends, real hustlers back again
[Outro]
b**h boss up
Broke n***a, please boss up
b**h boss up
Broke n***a, please boss up
b**h boss up
Broke n***a, please boss up
b**h boss up
Broke n***a, please boss up